Myfanwy
Thankful for planet friendly food.
Mon Mar 19, 2018 10:53
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Myfanwy’s heart beat in an excited, jolted rhythm when Susan Bradby sat down across from her. The sixth year had done all she could in the past couple of months not to crowd the first year, as soon as she had discovered who she was - or, more specifically, whose daughter she was - even though they were sometimes in the Lyra commonroom together. Good grief and golly gosh, was she about to meet one of her idols? Myffi’s blue eyes were wide behind the round, rose-gold-coloured frames of her spectacles.

Susan made some comment about the food, and Myffi glanced at the other girls’ laden plate. She would confess to being surprised by the food on it, including what looked very much like turkey (there was some meat-free turkey substitute available, too, but even at this distance Myfanwy thought the colour and texture of the not-meat would reveal its true identity). She would have imagined that the daughter of Miranda Bradby would at least be vegetarian, even if she wasn’t as committed as Myfanwy was to only eating food that caused no damage to people, animals, or the environment. True enough some days it could be difficult to find things to safely eat in the Diner, but today the foods that were vegan, locally sourced and organically grown were all labeled, so there was really no excuse for eating meat.

“This is my second,” Myffi replied to the latter statement, instead. “I didn’t really notice it last year,” she confessed, “because there wasn’t this great big family event, and I didn’t really know many people properly at school yet - my family moved to California two years ago,” Myffi explained to the first year. “I’m Myfanwy Owen,” she introduced herself just in case Susan had somehow missed that she ran the AgriClub, assuming that her name and accent explained where she had been living before attending RMI. “Most people here just call me Myffi, and that’s okay, too. You’re Susan, right?”

Okay she needed to know if Susan’s family was here, she could barely concentrate she was so excited at the prospect of meeting the actual author of two books Myfanwy owned, properly and face-to-face. Nonchalantly, she gestured to where she’d last seen her Dad. “My Dad decided to come along for the dinner,” Myffi said, “but he’s gotten far too excited talking to everyone to remember to eat,” she grinned. “How about you? Is your family here?”

  • Thankful for food. Lots and lots of food. - Susan Bradby, Sun Mar 18 23:59
    Susan looked at the mirror and huffed. Had she grown an inch? She must’ve, right? She couldn’t be four-foot-something forever! Her waist, for one, had gained a centimetre from all the non-vegan food... more
    • Thankful for planet friendly food. - Myfanwy, Mon Mar 19 10:53
      • Uh-oh... So, you're one of them? - Susan Bradby, Tue Mar 20 02:24
        “Oh, nice of them to throw a grand feast this year then,” said Susan, smiling cheekily before she checked herself. Was she becoming obsessed with food? Surely it wasn’t too inappropriate to... more
        • You mean you're NOT one of us? - Myffi, Tue Mar 20 10:26
          “No, my family couldn’t come,” Susan said, and Myffi felt her whole body sag with disappointment, even though she tried to keep the interested smile on her face. It wouldn’t exactly be polite to be... more
          • Never!!! - Susan Bradby, Wed Mar 21 07:53
            Myffi seemed exceptionally disappointed when Susan admitted her parents couldn’t come. Though that was a little strange, Susan was simply glad Myffi didn’t ask about the ‘campaigning’. When Myffi... more
            • Maybe I can change your mind - Myffi, Mon Mar 26 06:47
              Myfanwy watched and listened with amusement but also growing bewilderment as Susan retold the story of surprising her Gran with a portkey, finding much more mirth in the situation than Myffi. The... more
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